Chasing The Wind (ch 2)

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Chapter 2

That's how I met Mitchel. We were inseparable after that. It was like those shows you see on tv. Where the bird pecks at the hippo's bugs while the hippo protects the tiny bird, well that was us. It started off pretty simple at first. A few kids would tease him, start pushing him around and I was the first one there at his side and he was.... well he was there for me. See my problem was bigger than having a mom that was dead and a father I shared a mutual sense of disdain with. I could feel really feel.

My people grew out of a blood soaked earth. Anger and lust was the only emotion they knew. Something like sadness, empathy, vulnerability, those weren't words any of them could understand, but I did. I felt them every day and I suffered worse for it. So what did Mitchell do for me? He weathered the storm with me. Good or bad he was there.

Eventually though, the relationship became more.

"Mitch look what you've done! Jenaveave's gonna kill me if I'm late for dinner again!" In truth I had no desire to go to dinner. My father had decided I was old enough to start drinking blood now. Tonight would be the first night. The only reason I told Mitch that was because I was mad that he had dragged me into another one of his crazy schemes. Currently we were huddled together at the basin of a giant tree as we waited for the storm to pass.

It was the summer before our fifth grade year. We were the best of friends yet we bickered like an old married couple most of the time.

"Anna," he says because he knows it makes me so mad when he calls me that "don't you trust me?" It still made me laugh sometimes. Tinny little Mitchell had the eyes of a dreamer.

"What am I supposed to be waiting for exactly?" and just like that it appeared. The clouds slowly parted and tiny rays of sun began to burst their way through.

"Watch" he whispered, as if sound would suddenly scare it away.

Suddenly it was there. The hugest rainbow I had ever seen. "Isn't that just the biggest rainbow you've ever seen?" sometimes it was like our brains were connected or something.

I shrugged "Eh, I've seen bigger." He stood still for a moment not saying anything. He was hurt, he was so quiet that it was hard to tell but not this time. "Yes Mitch," I said as I wrapped one of my soaking arms around his shoulder, "it's the biggest one I've ever seen. Thank you."

~*~

"Mitchell?"

It was Twelve in the morning, officially my thirteenth birthday, but I knew when I woke up in the morning no one would be wishing me happy birthday. Jenaveave was gone and even my father's hard mask couldn't shield the truth; was in shambles. I guess he really had loved her.

"Yes Anna?" I scowled as I shifted the receiver to my other ear.

"Why in the world are you calling me so late at night?" I tried to sound angry but I didn't even come close.

"It's the morning Anna"

I rolled my eyes, "Must you always correct me? Fine, why are you calling me so early in the morning then?"

"It's your birthday" He said as if that were the most obvious answer in the world. I was quiet for a long moment. I hadn't told him this year, him being Mitch and all I guess I just assumed he wouldn't remember.

"T-thank you Mitch."

"Sleep well Anna"

~*~

"Anna I-"

"Don't call me Anna!" I said sticking my tongue out at him

It was our first year of high school. I had come home early from school after I watched our teacher demonstrate the proper way to drain a lamb without waisting any of it's blood. Mitchell was the only one that knew the real reason I left home early. He had ditched and followed me from school. We met up at the usual spot; the place where we first met.

"As I was saying Anna," he said giving me a look. Okay so it had been eight years and still I refused to let him call me that. Its just well Mitchell wasn't the same Mitchell I knew anymore. Within the past two years he had begun to change. He was suddenly taller than me, stronger than me and well his voice was just so deep now. Anna. When he said it like that it made my heart stop.

"Anniel are you even listening to me?"

"Yes, yes" I said lying through my teeth and he knew it. He smile and shook his head. He seamed so much older now, wiser almost. It was like he was a decades before us. While we were still acting like kids still he was...well he was being Mitch.

He leaned in closer. "Anna," my stomach flipped "You are smart and beautiful and so so caring. Forget the rest of them, I still love you" I still love you. I froze and he smiled. "Silly little girl" he said catching a strand of my hair and rubbing it between his fingers. He drew closer still, his warm breath brushing against my face. "Silly. Little. Ann-" I kissed him. I could feel him laughing as he pulled me closer. Wrapped in the warmth of his arms I kissed him wishing silently that he would never let me go.

~*~

Nine years, for nine years of my life I had known Mitchell. It took one accident to shatter all of that, to change both of our fates forever.

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